tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post8941288139756462987..comments2018-03-17T08:16:05.252-07:00Comments on footnoteMaven: When Men Were Men, Women Were Women, and Cars Had Muscle!footnoteMavennoreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-76894961781309013932011-04-12T04:41:05.083-07:002011-04-12T04:41:05.083-07:00Well, that took me back. In the 50&#39;s I was to...Well, that took me back. In the 50&#39;s I was too young--an observer; however, in the 60&#39;s I was in some of those cars with fins on my own, with friends and occasionally on a date. Thanks for the memories.lindaleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05774876428039197357noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-23765724552314406882011-04-05T22:04:22.005-07:002011-04-05T22:04:22.005-07:00I thought it was the high school ring. Talk about...I thought it was the high school ring. Talk about a tear jerker! <br /><br />I, too, lived through those times. <br /><br />My big brother had one of the hottest looking cars around. A black, sleek, Pontiac Catalina, stripped of extra chrome, lowered till it wouldn&#39;t clear a beer can, and the door handles taken off and replaced by a well-hidden spot that opened with a special key. <br /><br /><br />No glass packs for him, nothing but the even deeper rumble of steel packs for this car. Sitting in the back seat when he took off was like taking off in a jet plane, it pushed you back in your seat!<br /><br />I almost posted about it, and probably should have!<br /><br />Thanks for the memories!Sherry - Family Tree Writerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08771660350904508670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-23170181643064673432011-04-05T07:56:43.907-07:002011-04-05T07:56:43.907-07:00Great post!
I&#39;m a little young to be a part o...Great post!<br /><br />I&#39;m a little young to be a part of the events you&#39;ve described but it was a fun read regardless! :)findingklinehttp://findingkline.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-3728911045071194932011-03-28T08:01:22.196-07:002011-03-28T08:01:22.196-07:00What a fun read that revived old memories! I still...What a fun read that revived old memories! I still remember the muscle car nights at our Frishes Big Boy Drive-In restaurant in Tampa. I can&#39;t imagine that there has ever been a more enjoyable time to have been a teenager!Lisa Wallen Logsdonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13003873811444854964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-33358424545099061022011-03-27T16:50:06.041-07:002011-03-27T16:50:06.041-07:00Thank you Daniel!
Now pretend you&#39;re there, s...Thank you Daniel!<br /><br />Now pretend you&#39;re there, shooting the strip. <br /><br />Top down, the Beach Boys are on the radio. We pass, I give you two short and a quick flick of the hand.<br /><br />Friends!<br /><br />-fMfootnoteMavenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16136826114954180827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-33621229581516611852011-03-27T16:39:10.019-07:002011-03-27T16:39:10.019-07:00Excellent post! A fun read all the way. I knew t...Excellent post! A fun read all the way. I knew the song and artist, but alas, I&#39;m too young by a decade or two to have participated in the activities you so vividly portray...Daniel Dillmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15407854481964964535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-51727040767240907332011-03-27T09:57:10.565-07:002011-03-27T09:57:10.565-07:00Jasia:
I knew this question was coming and I gues...Jasia:<br /><br />I knew this question was coming and I guessed it would be you that asked it.<br /><br />As my sister is quick to point out, I was a serial dater. So on one Friday or another I wore them all.<br /><br />Truth be told, my first experience with the police was in the T-Bird. Now that&#39;s a story. <br /><br />I wore the yellow and black and really liked the man. Fond memories of a good friend.<br /><br />I married the Shelby Mustang and that ended badly. So, green is obviously not my color.<br /><br />I love the stories and I DO love to tell them. Why don&#39;t I do it more?<br /><br />-fMfootnoteMavenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16136826114954180827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-71914139461904708242011-03-27T09:49:48.831-07:002011-03-27T09:49:48.831-07:00Cheri - you were there! It WAS fun! Does it come b...Cheri - you were there! It WAS fun! Does it come back to you on an autumn breeze? The sounds, the smells, the angst.<br /><br />I pity the youth of today and the car generation they live in. <br /><br />Can you envision songs being written about a Prius cruising and stopping to recharge its battery. Not the stuff of memories.<br /><br />Thanks Cheri for taking the trip with me and for enjoying it.<br /><br />-fMfootnoteMavenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16136826114954180827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-24888336878685597542011-03-27T06:19:52.185-07:002011-03-27T06:19:52.185-07:00Terrific post, fM! This is when your blog is at it...Terrific post, fM! This is when your blog is at it&#39;s best, when you&#39;re writing from personal experience. I love it and have missed it so! Do tell, fM... Whose colors did you wear on those Friday nights?Jasiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02561520746304048996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-69615604629666340382011-03-27T01:58:57.952-07:002011-03-27T01:58:57.952-07:00What a great post for bringing back those memories...What a great post for bringing back those memories! Loved the entire article. We had &quot;the Butte&quot;, a 14 block long street down through town with a big U turn at both ends, never ending till you pulled off and parked to show off the cars, guys,&amp; gals just like in your blog! The 50&#39;s and 60&#39;s seem like an age ago...it WAS fun though.Cheri Hopkins aka You Go Girl #2 &amp; Sweetwater Sherryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17792786622751019882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-53173039838741262682011-03-26T16:08:58.652-07:002011-03-26T16:08:58.652-07:00On the nose, Janet!
-fMOn the nose, Janet!<br /><br />-fMfootnoteMavenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16136826114954180827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-23558488526066557902011-03-26T15:35:20.278-07:002011-03-26T15:35:20.278-07:00She went back for her boyfriend&#39;s high school ...She went back for her boyfriend&#39;s high school ring. It was sung by Mark Dinning and also Sha Na Na.Janet Ileshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10742257036879298830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-75952517272286272522011-03-26T15:15:39.212-07:002011-03-26T15:15:39.212-07:00O.K. Cindy! What was she looking for? And who sang...O.K. Cindy! What was she looking for? And who sang it?<br /><br />Boy, are you fast!<br /><br />-fMfootnoteMavenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16136826114954180827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3526785811735329940.post-45752097580998337092011-03-26T15:12:13.409-07:002011-03-26T15:12:13.409-07:00Teen Angel ... Can You Hear Me????? Or are you som...Teen Angel ... Can You Hear Me????? Or are you somewhere up above and am I still your own true love.Cindy Bergeron Scherwinskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14914162114038936304noreply@blogger.com